That nThat night, Haley found herself unable to rest after she sent her parents out of the room she shared with Sienna-Rose.ind kept circling back to their words, to the hollow excuses and the way her mother's eyes had darted away when she asked why. There was no real reason. No tragic story. Just greed, carelessness, and a love that had long run dry.
Sienna-Rose had fallen asleep beside her, the steady rhythm of her breathing soft against the pillow. Haley reached over to brush a strand of green hair from her wife's face, then quietly slipped from the bed. She sat near the small table by the window, where moonlight spilled in pale and soft, and picked up the communication orb.
